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We have that much in common, then. TheTyroshi rose to his feet, bowed, and swept out. Stranger would have fought. Her aunt was farfrom pleased.

I'll come, she promised. He had slept in his breeches and tunic and smallclothes,for the added warmth, so he had only to pull on his boots and don leather andmail and cloak. Men on horses. What's happening here? Lord Janos Slynt wasbellowing about tumcloaks and treason, Iron Emmett stood o